Uncle, you are not good

You can't imagine the darkness of this world, gloomy, like splashing thick black ink, the sky and land, black footprints gurgling everywhere.

The water he drank, the blood flowing in the blue veins, and the stagnant liquid inside were flowing and alive.

Still dirty black.

There is no sound, in this empty world, there is moonrise and moonset, whether it is cloudy or sunny, there is almost nothing in this world that can move him, he only feels lonely and lonely.In the huge world, he was alone, no one paid attention to him, and no one cared about him.Even a small wound could not heal on his cold chest.

But you never go and never return, why do you prefer there.

Is it because they satisfy you?Or did you fulfill them?

Whether, all reality is such nothingness, but this is not the case, the world he sees in his eyes is all dark, low-pitched evil, sin that cannot be surrounded by anger.

It was dark, cold and damp, with only blurred profiles and wandering souls, one by one, like their lungs, were nests of incomparable darkness.

You can't see my soul, I can't see your face.

It's not that the mirror can't see your true face, because it's already stained and full of stains, and what you see is a hypocritical mask full of holes that no one can think of.

These are the desolations and barrenness of this real world.

"Just as you see it"

The man murmured, the sharp knife cruelly cut off pieces of intact skin, pierced every fragile meridian with those thin silver needles, and pulled it out.

Warm blood rushed out happily, the wrists and ankles were cut and cut one after another, and the remaining vessels were filled with a red, fishy-sweet liquid.

"Clean as you, still flowing with the dirt of the devil, this world is no longer pure and clear, muddy and dark"

The bloody teenager was lying on a cold bed, and he had put on an oxygen mask at some point. He had no heaving chest, a pale withered body, and a shriveled soul.

Until the last drop of blood was drained and no liquid flowed out, the man treated the boy's wound.

Gentle and delicate, the tenderness in those eyes can almost rippling out a pool of clear tears, and the movements are intimate and gentle, for fear of causing pain.

It's not as good as just now, it seems that everything has changed in an instant.

A man's gentleness, tenderness, and caring care are like treasures in the world.

The hypnosis has already been done, the addition and deletion of memories, the deep soul stripping and extraction, Lin Rui's expectations and nostalgia have been completely eliminated by him. If the spirit is strong, he will also destroy the crazy obsessions one by one.

He will create hope and motivation for him to live, and will not leave him alone.

"How long will it take?" The subordinates who were waiting outside for the order were fully prepared after receiving the order.

"Soon, fifteen days at the latest" Fifteen days?

Afterwards, Lin Rui was no longer Lin Rui, and everything changed.

That Lin Rui disappeared, forever...

Layers of gauze, from head to toe, are tightly wrapped everywhere, like a mummy.

In the bright room, the man peeled off the gauze with trembling hands excitedly.The fifteen-day period expired, and Lin Rui was reborn.

Cut off every inch of skin he touched, drain the blood flowing from his body, and scrape off the green bones.

What he was looking forward to, the current Lin Rui, was made of blood and flesh blurred with his hands.

When the gauze was removed, the man's hand stopped, his passion splashed cold water, that strange face, strange eyes, strange soul, ruthless coldness exuded dead sadness.

"who are you?"

"Me? Humph! You are worthy of knowing." The handsome young man took a step forward, his figure was lightning-fast like a leopard, he lifted his collar and hung it high in the air, the man was startled by the astonishing murderous aura He was sweating coldly, but his worry and anxiety made him scream like crazy.

"Who are you! Where did you say you got my Rui'er?!" Rui'er was deprived of martial arts, appearance, drug properties, and memory modification by him, which is worse than a normal person. This person is definitely not his Rael.

What went wrong......

He must have forgotten something, missed some important link, but now...

"Rui'er? It's me, Brother Qingtian, you don't know me anymore, thank you for helping me clear my memory and get rid of the nightmare. Speaking of which, Brother Qingtian seems to like me very much." He suddenly kissed the man's cheek intimately.

His feet were off the ground, and the man's back felt a chill. Lin Rui's kiss was cold and emotionless.

There was no warm caress, the thin white nails outlined the man's curves, he suddenly realized that something was wrong "You called me... Brother Qingtian, then Xiche, where is Xiche?"

Then he was sunny, where did Heechul go?

He himself is here, and Lin Rui regards him as a sunny day, isn't all the various loves in the past turned into crazy revenge?

How could it be like this, what went wrong, there must be something wrong, everything was reversed, turned upside down, overturned the original Chuai, he became sunny, who is Xiche, the sunny day that Lin Rui likes has become Enemy, how did he get his appearance and martial arts...

his memory...

Who reversed, tampered with?